Saturday, October 18, 2008

I don't know when it happened, but I realized today that I am ill-equipped to shop for any type of clothing without my lady in attendance. Since the temperatures have dipped a bit, I thought it would be mighty black of me to purchase a fall jacket of some sort. I have a winter coat, and some blazers/sportscoats, but I still covet that perfect fall jacket. I briefly looked online at some things, but me being the professional shopper that I am, I thought a TRUE measure of whether a coat is Rashad-worthy or not, would only come from touching the jacket and trying on. So, about 2 hours ago I set foot outside my apartment hoping to come home with a fall jacket. Not so much.

I walked around about 3 or 4 different stores, and instantly I felt as if an anxiety attack was going to overtake me. There were so many people, so many options, and I just couldn't function. Every coat I tried on seemed to look funny on me in some way, when in reality I just needed my lady's opinion. I mean sure there are women working in men's departments to make you feel better, but I don't trust them. I think they prey on clueless people like me, so that just added to my paranoia. At one point I had 3 fall jackets in my hand that could have possibly made the cut, but ultimately I just put them down(in the wrong spot I might add). I did buy two sweaters, so it wasn't a total loss, but no jacket. Meanwhile I just talked to my lady, and her and her sister made a killing while shopping. Its no fair.

When I was single, I would recruit whoever I was dating at the time, and they would assist me in my clothes quest, which was great. Unfortunately, I didn't like these women enough to keep them around, and although I moved on, my wardrobe would suffer greatly until the next woman came along. I am not one of these men who is blessed with a keen sense of fashion. I am a good writer, that's my deal. Clothes? I dont know jack. If it were socially acceptable, I'd wear jeans and a T-shirt everywhere i went. Fortunately for me, I have a good woman who makes excellent decisions for me in the clothes department. Never again will I get too big for britches and do this without her.

Now, if you excuse me, I have a baseball game, some college football and a boxing match to watch. But before I go, please read my article here.

Every now and then someone turns me on to a new artist, and I tend to acquire any and everything by this artist to learn more about them. This month, that artist is Jeff Beck. How did this happen you might ask? One day a few weeks back,I was listening to Stevie Wonder's, "Looking for Another Pure Love", and I noticed at the 2 minute mark of that song, Stevie says, "Do it Jeff!" So I put on my detective hat, figured out it was Jeff Beck, and I've been swinging from his jock ever since. So, I suggest that FIRST you listen to Stevie's song, then listen to the song I'm linking below.

1 comment:

RASHAD. once again we're on the same wavelength. I was listening to stevie this past weekend! Talking book is one of my fave albums by him and looking for another pure love is one my favorite songs...the sentiment being especially poignant

i'm worried bout the new love you discovered/(s)he is a problem/ in my life/i have a problem on my mind